here is Sweet Afton. I was fortunate enough to talk
with Sean and Chris after a show and ask them about
this song. They said it is tuned to DADGAD and capoed
on the 2nd fret. So here goes...........
Capo 2 "SWEET AFTON"
{easier fingerings, version}
D A G Bm Em F#m D A G Bm F#m
D--0---0---0---0----0-----0-------|--0--0--0---0---0--------------High
A--0---0---0---0----0-----0-------|--0--0--0---0---0--------------
G--2---6---4---7----0-----2-------|--2--2--0---4---2--------------
D--0---7---5---9----2-----4-------|--0--2--0---4---4--------------
A--0---7---5---9----2-----4-------|--0--0--5---2---4--------------
D--0---7---5---9----2-----4-------|--0--x--5---x---x--------------Low
Verse 1:
D A G D
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Bm A G D
Flow gently, I'll sing thee a song in thy praise;
D A G D
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
Bm A G D
Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dream.
Filler:
D A G D Bm A G D
[ Tab from: https://www.guitartabs.cc/tabs/n/nickel_creek/sweet_afton_crd.html ]
Verse 2:
D A G D
Thou stock dove whose echo resounds thro' the glen,
Bm A G D
All Ye wild whistly blackbirds in yon thorny den,
D A G D
Thou green crested lapwing, thy screaming forbear,
Bm A G D
O'I charge you, disturb not my slumbering fair.
Chorus:
Bm A G D
O'How lofty, sweet Afton, thy neighboring hills,
Em G A
Far mark'd with the courses of clear winding rills;
F#m G F#m Bm A G D
There daily I wander as noon rises high,... oooh,
Em G A
My flocks and my Mary's sweet cot in my eye.
Filler (violin) D A G D Bm A G D
Verse 3:
How pleasant thy banks and green valleys below,
Where, wild in the woodlands, the primroses blow;
There oft, as mild evening sweeps over the lea,
The sweet-scented birk shades my Mary and me.
Chorus:
Bm A G D
O'Thy crystal stream, Afton, how lovely it glides,
Em G A
And winds by the cot where my Mary resides;
F#m G F#m Bm ...D
How wanton thy waters her snowy feet lave,
Em G A
As, gathering sweet flowerets, she stems thy clear wave.
Verse 4:
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
Flow gently, sweet river, the theme of my lays;
My Mary's asleep by thy murmuring stream,
Flow gently, sweet Afton, disturb not her dreams.
There it is! I hope it easy enough to follow and play. What a pretty song.
This is a Robert Burns poem that Chris put music to, sure sounds nice.
Give me some feedback as to what you thought.
Thanks
Scott
